LUC

My heart was pounding loud enough for me to hear it in my ears. The purring vibrating in my chest was enough to make my fingers shake — or maybe that was the nerves, I wasn't sure. Jessie's hand was on my neck, gently rubbing the feathers there. My knees felt weak as he sucked on my tongue, probing my mouth with the wet fleshy softness I was still getting used to.

The other hand that had been placed softly on my chest crept lower between us... touching me, engulfing me in those soft smooth digits. I groaned into the kiss, letting my hand move from his face to fidget with the fabric of his clothes. I palmed at it, frustrated with how snugly it stuck to his skin. I wanted to feel him — feel the warmth of his body against mine, but I couldn't tear what he was wearing apart. I'd just gotten it.

I lifted Jessie off the floor, not letting our mouths part as I walked towards my nest. I climbed into it, kneeling while still holding him before pressing him down on the furs and blankets. Our tongues were still sliding and sucking, and Jessie was still gripping me with all his might.

I think, for a moment, I wondered what in the world I was doing.

I saved something, and now I was attempting to...

To what?

A slight feeling of discomfort wouldn't let me acknowledge what I was doing. Mating — courting this thing that had fallen from the sky in a metal egg. Could we even? No. It was male for starters. There would be no eggs, no clutch to feed and protect, but I... I felt what I felt. I couldn't help it, and maybe it didn't matter if this was coming from a place of deprivation. I was willing, and Jessie... was willing, too.

Yes.

The foreign word gnawed at my brain as my sex pulsed, hard against my stomach, and leaked as it rubbed against the fabric covering Jessie's pubic area.

Jessie squirmed under me as he broke our kiss, pulling me out of my thoughts. I watched him push me upwards slightly, before taking hold of the edge of the fabric covering his chest and pulling it over his head. I stared at his chest, taking in the little light brown protrusions, and the interesting indent that sat just above his pubic area. I let my fingers brush them, and his breath hiked as he threw his head back, exposing his neck. My heart thumped in my ribcage at the sight. I leaned forward, licking his neck, jaw, and then chest.

He said something in his language when I licked over the protrusions in his chest. They left like beads under my tongue — but soft. I let my hand run down his midriff as I continued to lick and kiss, appreciating the sound of Jessie's voice as he made words in a foreign language. My hand drifted lower, and Jessie visibly shook when I cupped the mound of fabric covering his sex. He brought a hand to his mouth, biting lightly, as his eyes remained painfully closed. I kept petting the area, unsure what to do without tearing the fabric apart, until Jessie's free hand tugged at the fabric's band and pulled it down.

I watched as his sex was uncovered, and the flood of pheromones overwhelmed me. It was as taunt as mine and was the same color as the rest of him. It was attached to a tight sac of skin I didn't have. He had some fur in this area, the length close to the rest of his skin. I felt my mouth water at the sight as my fingers wrapped around it, I pressed down on the thick head that leaked a clear liquid.

Jessie groaned.

He groaned so loud it sounded like he had choked on his voice.

A hand wrapped around the one I had on his sex, stroking against my fingers gently as he flexed his hips. I moved my hand up and down, following his movement, and there was more clear liquid — more of Jessie's hips jerking — more noises from him and me, and then —

I watched as an opaque stream of liquid flowed out of him as his sex pulsed. He groaned long and hard, throwing his head back again as his chest heaved, and stomach muscles tightened up. He then stared up at me with content eyes, small teeth showing as he smiled. My neck feathers stood up a bit as I wondered if this was over. I... I wasn't sure what I had expected when mating with another male. The tight feeling of my sex pressed up against my stomach was ever-present, and my eyes kept looming over Jessie's body.

He seemed to notice my distress and said something I didn't understand. He raised himself on his back arms, before pushing on my chest until I had sat up. He got up too, pushing me on my back as he loomed over me. I watched his face intently, the shape of his face framed with the long dark hair that had fallen forward. The fingers of one hand found the back of my neck, preening and petting the feathers there as his other hand ran down my chest. I hissed when his fingers touched my sex, framing the length of it in his small soft hand. He stroked like he had shown me to, occasionally letting his fingers dip into the hot slippery slit that housed my erection.

I knew I was purring, but now I was churring as well. Low and constant, as he stroked and my length pulsed, and then he did something I hadn't done.

He lowered his head, pressing his soft lips against my erection. The coolness of his breath made my sex grow even taunter. He kissed it, slowly, looking at me as a peak of his fleshy wet tongue grazed my sex. I gasped, mildly choking on my spit. His full tongue was out now, coaxing and licking. I kept gasping, feeling my head grow light.

And then he engulfed me in his mouth, soft tongue ready, and fleshy lips sealing around my length.

"Jessie..."

He looked at me at the sound of his name, before looking back down at what he was doing. The sucking and slurping sounds were dotted by the low moans that came from him. He looked satiated, completely preoccupied with my erection.

He was enjoying it.

A part of me wished I'd tasted him too — pressed my face up against what had been emitting his pheromones, tasted his ejaculation just to know if it was as peculiar as the rest of him.

I reached down, touching his head, and he paused for a bit but didn't pull away. He continued sucking absently as I let my fingers run through his hair, and pet his face. I traced his ears, his brows, and the lips that were glistening with saliva.

He looked wonderful.

I pressed down at the back of his head a bit, and a larger part of my erection disappeared into his mouth. The sight was amazing, I couldn't imagine anything that would look better.

I don't think I'll be able to ever do normal mating. I found myself thinking, watching my erection pop out of Jessie's mouth as my eyes hyper-focused on his lips and pink tongue.

Was that going to be a thing for me now, fleshy wet tongues and soft lips with hundreds of blood vessels...?

My breath hiked when Jessie's fingers began to stroke me with a tighter grip. I sat up, feeling my stomach muscles tense up as I jerked my hips against his touch. I panted, groaning when I felt my legs give out. I swear I saw the night sky turn blank white for a moment, and then... it was over.

I looked over at Jessie when my breathing calmed down. At his mouth — his lips. His tussled fur on his head, and his very pink face. I looked down at myself, noticing my ejaculation on my stomach and his hands.

He said something and laughed, but my name was the only thing I registered. I watched him get up, heading over the the bags I had brought for him. I watched him look through them, retrieving some fabric before rubbing down his lower half with it. He picked up the blanket he'd been carrying around too, and then he approached the nest, settling beside me before wiping me down with the fabric from the duffel bag. My sex had calmed down and was slowly making a retreat back into the fleshy slit that housed it. Jessie seemed fascinated by its mechanics. I wish I could ask him what the sac under his was for.

The human lay down beside me, covering itself with the thick yellow fabric. Its fingers grazed the feathers on my shoulders as its eyes grew heavy.

Everything seemed surreal to me as I tried to put together what had happened.

If he was Helli — if he was a female, this would have been the part where I built him a nest and prepared for the eggs... then mated him a few more times just to make sure... I would then have to feed and protect him and keep him happy to prevent fetal re-absorption due to stress, but I think I already have some of it backward, and Jessie would never have eggs.

Did he want a nest?

Of course not, what are you even thinking about? I scolded myself, looking to my side. Jessie was slipping now, with his lips slightly parted and a small sound leaving him with every breath. He didn't look particularly worried about anything. He seemed to have liked that we had mated, and that was it.

A part of me wondered what humans did. Was it normal to mate with other males? To penetrate each other's mouths just because it felt good? The image of Jessie's lips around my erection made my heart pound and my sex press against my mound.

I — I don't think anything would ever compare to that.

Could I even mate the proper away after this? I thought of my lips — firm and rigid. My tongue wasn't soft and fleshly — it was more slick... and wasn't as wet as Jessie's. Another Helli's mouth would feel like mine. Their bodies wouldn't be soft and small. I would, in most cases be the smaller one as a runt...

My mind drifted to thoughts of Jessie again, but this time hyper-focusing on how he sucked on my tongue.

I don't think I would be able to look at him again without thinking about it... wanting it... I still wanted to mate with him even though there was no reproductive point to it. I was content with the idea of just me and Jessie. I could feed him, protect him, and maybe build him a nest if he wanted.

Though, I wasn't sure what any of this meant to him. From his perspective, I had plucked him from the ground one minute and accosted him by the next. I might just come off as very confused... Plus, I still had to return him when he was better.

He is better.

A part of me said and I grimaced.

When he's a lot better.

I bartered with myself as I moved my gaze to the sky, not wanting to think about things too much. If Jessie wanted or needed to go back, he would find a way to express that to me. I observed the bright corners of the black band in the sky. Humans were from somewhere up there. The miracle of it all was still unnerving to think about.

Jessie was from somewhere up there.

But now he was sleeping beside me.